Chapter 941: The End (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At the end of November, an old prince of the Wu Kingdom appeared and handed over the surrender letter left behind by Shangguan Yu to the Xuanyuan Kingdom and Great Xia, ending the battle against the Wu Kingdom that had lasted for nearly half a year.

From then on, the territory of the Wu Kingdom would be bounded by the Cang

River. The cities in the north would belong to the Xuanyuan Kingdom, and the

south would belong to Great Xia.

At the end of November, the army returned to the court.

Ji Luo sent Shen Yijia to the carriage. Looking at her thin face, he rubbed her head with heartache. “Don’t worry. I’ve already explained the acupuncture technique and prescription to Ah Yuan. Ah Chen will be fine.”

This time, not only were the meridians in Song Jingchen’s entire body broken, but he also suffered serious internal injuries. Because of this, he fell unconscious and never woke up.

Ji Luo checked and found that his injuries were slowly healing. She guessed that the remaining spiritual liquid in his body was helping him recover.

However, his injuries were too serious, causing him to enter a dormant state.

Apart from waiting for him to wake up on his own, the only thing she could do was apply acupuncture to help him recuperate, and give him medicine every day. Coincidentally, one of the herbs they brought out of the Valley of Heavenly Secrets was called Blueheart Grass, and was an important ingredient. Shen Yijia decided to return with the army.

Originally, Ji Luo wanted to go with them, but last night, the spies sent back news that they had discovered traces of the people from the Valley of Heavenly Secrets. Afraid that Ji Yunxi would use sinister methods to harm others again, they decided that MO Yuan would escort Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen back to the capital, while Ji Luo would personally take a trip to deal with Ji Yunxi.

“I know.” Shen Yijia glanced at Song Jingchen, who was lying in the carriage, and grinned. “Mother, my husband and I will wait for you in Chang’an.”

“Alright, I’ll try my best to reach Chang’an before you give birth.” Ji Luo helped her tighten her cloak. “Alright, quickly get into the carriage. It’s cold outside. You’ll catch a cold.”

Shen Yijia nodded. She thought of something and looked up at Xuanyuan Ce, who was standing behind Ji Luo. She pursed her lips and said, “I’ll leave Mother to you. You have to protect her this time, Father.”

She said the last word extremely softly, almost covered by the wind around her. However, Xuanyuan Ce still heard it. His heart trembled and he stood rooted to the ground like a fool. He only came back to his senses a long time after the army left.

“Jiajia called me father just now?” Although it was a question, his excitement was obvious. As a man, his eyes turned red.

He had waited too long for her to call him father.

It was rare for Ji Luo not to dampen his spirits. She looked in the direction where the army had left and sighed. “Too many things have happened recently.”

No one knew what would happen tomorrow. They had to cherish the moment.

At the end of February the next year, the army arrived outside Chang’an. Shangguan Han personally brought the civil and military officials to the city gate to welcome the triumphant return of the army.

Speaking of which, Shangguan Qingyu had been kidnapped with Song Li. Shangguan Yu would not be as benevolent to him as he was to Song Li. Even after knowing the truth, he could not change his birth, nor could he blame Nangong Xia for giving birth to him. Therefore, he vented his anger on Shangguan Qingyu, the culprit. In short, when Sikong Yi brought people into the Wu Kingdom’s palace to find him, they found him with his skin peeled off completely. He was dead by then.

Although he had committed a heinous crime, he was still the former emperor of a country. This concerned the reputation of the royal family. In the end,

Song Li decided not to bring his corpse back and let him embarrass himself.

As a result, Shangguan Qingyu became the only emperor in the imperial mausoleum of Great Xia who only had a cenotaph and not a grave. Many people saw this as a warning against living a shameful life, afraid that they would suffer retribution like him and not even be able to enjoy incense after death. Of course, this was a story for another day.

Song Jingchen was seriously injured and had yet to wake up. Shen Yijia naturally wouldn’t join in the fun in the palace. After entering the city, she separated from the army and returned to the Duke’s residence with Song Jinghao and the others.

Madam Li was already waiting at the entrance of the residence with a group of servants. When she saw Shen Yijia being helped out of the carriage by Song Jinghuan and Lin Miaomiao, her eyes turned red.

“Mother, my husband and I are back,” Shen Yijia said with a smile.

She was clearly pregnant, but there was not much meat on her face. Her eyes were filled with fatigue.

Madam Li had been pregnant with twins before, so she knew very well how difficult it was. When she thought about how Shen Yijia had been tired from traveling for nearly three months with such a big stomach, her heart ached.

She turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes. She smiled and walked forward to hold Shen Yijia’s hand. “Alright, it’s good that you’re back.”

She more or less understood what had happened on the battlefield from the good news. She knew that Song Jingchen was still unconscious, but she didn’t have the energy to worry about his condition..